Invincible Bloodline

Halloween City, the bloody battle stage in the center.

Countless aliens were excited, and couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes. They were mad, this time they were really mad. His Highness Cangzhen had reached semi-holy combat power. There was no longer any suspense in this battle. .

Although the Young Master of Starlight, Xing Wuji, is considered unparalleled in combat power, there is still an insurmountable gap between him and the Half-Saint Ancestor.

As for the strong foreigners who had placed their treasures on Yang Fan, all of them had dirt on their faces, and many of them had begun to curse.

At this moment, they didn't care whether Yang Fan was the young master of the Starlight Clan or whether they deserved the offence. They never thought that the reason for this was entirely due to their greed, and they took a fancy to the high three-for-one offer. Odds, they only have one thought in their minds, that is, this bastard caused them to lose everything.

People are like this, especially these crazy gamblers, they are even more unreasonable.

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Under the high platform, there are VIP seats.

All the semi-saint ancestors and saint masters of the Canglong clan looked at the strong men of the Sun, Moon and Star clans with proud expressions. It seemed that even Xing Wuji, the idiot, dared to issue a bloody battle to their Third Highness. Take a pee and look like yourself, he is worthy of it!

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On the stage.

Cang Zhen, who looked like the resurrected ancient dragon god, looked down at Yang Fan, with the most cruel smile on his face, "Here comes the gun."

"Rumble..."

A black light that seemed like the source of darkness cut through the void.

next moment..........

A two-meter-long black dragon spear appeared in Cang Zhen's hand. In an instant, Cang Zhen's aura surged again, rising steadily, and seemed to be catching up with the mid-stage Semi-Saint.

"This... this... this is the death dragon spear? The natal dragon spear of the Black Dragon Emperor, the strongest emperor of the black dragon clan in ancient times?"

"Hiss... I didn't expect that this top-quality quasi-holy weapon would be in Cang Zhen's hands. Legend has it that in ancient times, the Black Dragon Emperor relied on this Death Dragon Spear to kill twelve human clans in a row. Respect the powerful semi-saint and establish his illustrious reputation!"

"Dead. Xing Wuji is definitely dead now. Cang Zhen, who is holding the Death Dragon Spear, is even a mid-stage Half-Saint. He is still incapable of fighting."

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From all directions, except for the three tribes of Sun, Moon and Star, no one was optimistic about Yang Fan.

In the mid-term half-saints, some of the lower-ranked saints among the thirty-one saint clans only have such fighting power.

"Little Wuji, suffer death! One death shot!!!"

The most violent murderous intention flashed in Cang Zhen's eyes. With a movement of his body, he tore apart the space and appeared in front of Yang Fan as if teleporting. He shot Yang Fan directly in the chest.

"Rumble..."

The two laws of darkness and death exploded crazily, and everything in the world was unkillable!

"Hiss! What a terrible blow."

"This power is almost comparable to a mid-stage Half-Saint's full blow."

"It's over! Young Master Xingguang can be considered a genius of the generation, but unfortunately he found the wrong person."

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At this moment, in the eyes of countless powerful foreigners, Yang Fan was already equated with the dead. This shot could severely damage even the early stage semi-saints, and even kill him, not to mention Xing Wuji, who only had the peak holy master combat power. .

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It's too late, it's faster than that! ! !

"Things like ants dare to act recklessly in front of this young master."

"Rumble..."

With a cold shout of disdain, endless light of stars suddenly burst out from Yang Fan's body.

The body of less than two meters suddenly transformed into a giant spirit several feet tall, with stars shining all over it, as if the ancient star god came to the world and was invincible.

The simulation of the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Beasts is an all-round simulation. What Young Master Starlight Master Xing Wuji can do is not what Yang Fan can't do, and it is even better.

The Starlight Clan has special skills, and the Star God Battle Body is no exception.

"Break it for me!!!"

"Rumble..."

With a wave of his right arm, carrying the power of endless starlight, he punched the Death Dragon Spear.

This punch was like the wrathful strike of the ancient star god. The power contained in it was so terrifying that it even vaguely surpassed the mid-stage semi-saint category and directly caught up with the late-stage semi-saint.

"Rumble..."

The terrifying wave of power swept across all directions, seeming to blow up the entire arena.

"ah..........."

With a shrill wail, Cang Zhen looked up to the sky and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. The arms holding the Death Dragon Spear were extremely twisted, and even the Death Dragon Spear fell to the ground.

"What? How is this possible?"

"This power is not much worse than that of the late-stage Half-Saint."

"What a Xing Wuji, he's so well hidden."

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From all directions, countless powerful foreigners were stunned and horrified.

Even the strong men of the Sun, Moon and Star tribes who had known Yang Fan's strength for a long time were shocked. It was terrifying that the third son (the third young master) was still hiding.

The slightest trace of uneasiness that had arisen just now because Cang Zhen took out the Death Dragon Spear disappeared in an instant.

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In the arena.

"Impossible, little Wuji, how could you have such power?" Cang Zhen burst into hysterical roars while frantically running the dragon power in his body, frantically repairing his injuries.

I can't believe it, I really can't believe it. You have to know that a hundred years ago, Xing Wuji only had the peak holy master combat power, and there was still a big gap between it and the semi-holy city.

How could it be possible that he had such terrifying power in just this short time?

"Go to hell and ask the God of Death." Yang Fan's eyes were cold and murderous, and he didn't give Cang Zhen any chance to breathe. He just hit Cang Zhen's head with a palm.

This palm is even more powerful than the previous punch, and it already has the power to rival the late Half Saint.

"Oh no.........."

Cang Zhen burst out with a beast-like roar, and the dragon power in his body violently rioted, forming layers of dragon power shields, trying to block Yang Fan's killing punch.

However, under the terrifying punch power that was comparable to that of a late-stage Semi-Saint, the hundreds of layers of dragon power shields were as if they were made of paper and were easily broken into pieces.

"Rumble..."

The violent and invincible punch force suddenly hit Cang Zhen's abdomen. In an instant, Cang Zhen's mid-grade quasi-sacred weapon level Canglong armor was shattered into pieces. Terrifying power suddenly surged into Cang Zhen's body. .

"Pfft!", "Pfft!", "Pfft!"..........

The terrifying sound of bones exploding, one after another, is terrifying.

Cang Zhen's whole body flew out like a rag sack.

"Die."

Yang Fan laughed evilly, and immediately chased Cang Zhen, punching Cang Zhen in the head.

As long as this punch hits, Cang Zhen will definitely die.

"stop."

"Xing Wuji, you are so presumptuous!!!"

"Nie Zhan, what do you want to do?"

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"Rumble..."

Waves of terrifying aura from the semi-saint ancestors erupted from the seats of the Canglong clan.

"You are the one who is presumptuous."

"Old Cang Jue, you can't succeed in destroying the bloody battle."

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"Rumble..."

Almost at the same time, waves of Semi-Saint coercion erupted from the three tribes of Sun, Moon and Star, locking tightly on the Half-Saint ancestors of the Canglong tribe. They wanted to intervene in the bloody battle. They really thought that these old guys would die.

Not only that, on the referee's seat on the high platform, the nine half-saint ancestors also glared at Cang Jue and other Canglong clan half-saint ancestors. The terrifying pressure blocked Cang Jue and the others from all directions. As long as they dared to make any changes, they would surely suffer the consequences. A strike of holy thunder.

"Senior Cang Jue, do you Canglong clan want to interfere in the sacred bloody battle and challenge the majesty of the Elders Association?" In the center of the nine half-saint elders, the peak half-saint looked coldly at the powerful Canglong clan, his voice filled with Unspeakable sullenness.

The actions of Cang Jue and others are completely provoking the majesty of the nine of them. If they really succeed, where can they put the old faces of the nine elders?

"You..." Cang Jue and other Canglong tribe half-saints glared angrily, but they did not dare to make any more changes. The power of the three tribes of Sun, Moon and Star was no longer inferior to them. If the nine major tribes were added to the Elders, they have absolutely no chance of winning.

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In the arena.

"No, Xing Wuji, I give up, I give up..." Seeing that Yang Fan's iron fist was about to blow his head apart, Cang Zhen couldn't care about anything else anymore and cried out. .

"Admit defeat? So what, I said, today~ you must die, no one can save you." Yang Fan was unmoved at all, "Go to hell and repent!!!"

"Rumble..."

"Oh no..........."

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: It's really a shame. I typed half of the third chapter, but the little black room just broke down. More than a thousand manuscripts were immediately sent away. I don't know if I can get the third update before twelve o'clock. Rolling on the floor asking for comfort, friends, shouldn't you throw flowers to comfort your miserable happiness?